Li Yusui studied Taoism with Zhang Lao, and now he is proficient in dozens of formulas, most of which are used to exorcise ghosts, ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters, and have no lethality.
What is really useful against the enemy is the Five Elements Alchemy, especially water, earth, and wood.
These three advanced schools are Li Yu's greatest guard of honor in turning danger into good. Ever since Zhang Laodao died and he went out to find disciples for him, he has been encountering big and small fights.
Every time, Li Yu almost always chose to fight alone. When he killed Gao Lian, he didn't even bring a powerful helper like Da Qiao.
Because he is very confident in his own magic. There are high and low skills, but even if it is the same magic, it still depends on the user's method and skills.
So Zuo Ci ran away, and Li Yu was not anxious, but rather relaxed, because if Zuo Ci took action, he would probably attract a more powerful bald donkey.
There were no intact eggs in the overturned nest. Even if Zuo Ci could escape, he and Jin Lian would definitely die.
Facing the golden bell body of the old monk, Li Yu's thumb and index finger were connected, and the overall gesture drooped naturally.
The rain from all over the sky was concentrated towards him, like a waterfall.
The old monk glared angrily, with a faint golden light emitting from all over his body. With a shake of his hand, the wrapped garrison split open, revealing a vajra.
"Conquering demons is the duty of my Buddhist disciples. If you surrender obediently today, I will spare your life and take you back to Daxiangguo Temple to accept the abbot's instructions. I will allow you to repent in the temple for the rest of your life."
Li Yu was focused on nothing, his fingers were changing, and in an instant, the surroundings felt like falling into an ice cave.
boom!
Huge ice spikes fell from the sky and hit the old monk.
His feet were sinking into mud, but his body remained motionless, and the golden light all over his body became even brighter.
The ice spikes shattered and scattered all over the ground, turning into water vapor.
Two clay figures crawled out of the water, wrapped around his ankles, and pulled the old monk's body into the mud. The little clay figures had an expression of exertion on their faces, and they wouldn't let go of their arms, and they even used force.
Breathing sound.
The old monk shouted loudly, the vajra flew up and down, and the two clay figures were instantly scattered.
He moved his steps, wanting to step forward and kill Li Yu with the vajra, but found that he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every step he took was extremely difficult.
Two vines danced back and forth in the heavy rain, lashing towards the old monk. The two vines were covered with thorns, and there was a big mouth at the end, filled with mucus.
The old monk did not stop the vines and allowed them to hit him, making a dull sound, like being hit on a big bell. The thorns of the vines were all broken, and not even a red spot was left on the old monk's body.
"It's just a small trick, trying to break my golden body!"
He offered the vajra and threw it into the sky. The vajra hung sideways in the air and slowly rotated. A circle of Sanskrit characters appeared on the halo, like an extra sun in the heavy rain.
Every time the Vajra pestle rotates, a golden "swastika" will appear under the pestle and hit Li Yu's head.
Li Yu hurriedly avoided it, but the "卍" character seemed to have eyes, chasing after Li Yu and smashing them.
There were two more Li Yu, and the third one was faster. He moved his hand, and a rattan shield appeared in his hand, and he raised it to resist the next "swastika".
The old monk sneered, clasped his hands, closed his eyes and chanted.
The golden "swastika" characters were getting faster and faster, and they were more and more numerous. They hit Li Yu's head, and pressed Li Yu and the shield underneath.
Li Yu struggled to crawl out, his right leg was smashed into pulp, his expression was horrified and ferocious, and he struggled to crawl away.
The old monk showed no mercy and continued chanting, completely smashing him into a pulp.
The heavy rain continued to fall, but the mist dissipated and the surrounding vines gradually disappeared, turning into a green light and returning to the giant trees in the forest.
The old monk breathed a long sigh of relief, put away his vajra, and the light on his body slowly dissipated.
He was about to move forward when suddenly his eyes showed an incredible look.
Small red dots appeared one after another on his chest, and there were more and more small red dots. Finally, with a pop, blood began to spurt out from his neck down.
Li Yu's body on the ground slowly dissipated and turned into a leaf.
The old monk only heard a burst of footsteps from behind, and the hurried voice of the young man who was his enemy, "Hurry up, I don't know if there are any pursuers. I hope they don't think too highly of me."
He knew that he had been deceived, and he guarded the last trace of his consciousness. Daxiangguo Temple had a secret method that could help monks survive such unexpected events through corpses.
As long as the people in the temple find his head, there is still a chance. After I go back, the temple must issue a killing order for this young man. His alchemy has been cultivated to a very strong level, and with the Five Elements in hand, he
If you really want to kill someone, you can make them hard to guard against.
Practicing does not respect heaven and earth. People who practice are going against heaven, but they are most afraid of the word "just in case". And the Five Elements Alchemy is practiced to the extreme and is pervasive, and it is easy to capsize the big man's boat in the gutter.
"Is everything packed?"
The young man's voice came again.
"Hmm." This time it was a girl's voice, and a horse neighed.
Da~da~da~
The sound of people stepping in the water...
The old monk listened nervously. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. The young man was coming!
He raised his hand...
A ball of fire flashed on my finger...
"It's safer to burn it to ashes to avoid being picked up." As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk discovered in horror that his head was on fire.
His consciousness wanted to escape, but it was imprisoned by a piece of talisman paper, which was specially prepared for the soul of the consciousness. The old monk suddenly remembered the evaluation of the young man in the temple: he was an alchemist who usually cheated money by selling fake amulets.
. He often holds a fireball in his hand to scare ordinary people, but other than that, he has no other abilities.
The soul disappears after death...
Li Yu rode on a jade lion that illuminated the night, carrying a golden lotus, and ran wildly in the rain.
Zuo Ci had no choice but to run for his life, let alone him. This time he really "tried to run away after provoking the abbot."
Now Li Yu has completely tied himself to Lin Lingsu. If he fails, he can't imagine his fate.
Behind him, a crow was in the woods, watching the fight between the old monk and Li Yu.
After everyone left, the crow screamed strangely and flew into the rain.
It lay on the young monk's face, pecked out his eyes and swallowed them. Then the crow's body slowly shrank, and finally became the size of an eyeball, and got in through the hole where the eyes were pecked out.
The dead body twitched and slowly stood up. The wound on the little monk's chest slowly healed itself, and an eyeball grew out of the empty and bloody eye socket.
The little monk stood up slowly, as if he had been resurrected.
He happily turned around in the heavy rain and looked at his new body. He was extremely satisfied. After standing up, he clasped his hands and recited: "Amitabha, it turns out that your name is Cui Daocheng. From now on, the young monk will be Cui Daocheng."
